Another Love Story

Chapter Four

                                                                            AMARA'S P.O.V

"Don't worry baby. As soon as I start fucking you, you'll remember you love me." And he lowered himself ready to rape me...

All of the sudden he flew off me and backward. He hit the wall hard, but seem to be used to that type of force, because He fell to the floor in a standing position. Sebastian turned towards Zane, hands in a fist at his side. I pulled my knees to my face.

"You need to leave." There was a hint of a warning in Zane's voice. I shiver.

"It looks like the lady said no." I was only listening to them. I was hiding my face between my legs.

"It's called Role playing and fooling around. I'll teach you any other time." I looked up and stared at Zane in disbelieve. Did he actually think, Sebastian was that stupid?

"Amara?" I looked towards Sebastian. He looked down at me, with a blank face. "Were you consenting to sex TODAY?"

"No... I want him out of my bedroom." In a fast motion, Sebastian picked Zane's clothes and threw it at him.

"You heard the lady. You need to leave." Zane smirks at Sebastian, but it was angry. He looked at me and arch an eyebrow.

"Our little secret?"

"Yes," I said simply. I knew what he meant. He didn't want me, to tell the authorities. He put on his clothes fast and walked out.

Sebastian watched him, until he was gone, then turned towards me and knelt until we were eye level. "Are you ok?"

"Yes. Thank you."

"Your welcome." He extended his hands towards me, and I flinch. But took it. He took off his jacket and put it around me. I hugged it around my body tightly.

"You... And assholes... Am I right?" I just nodded. "Are you going to be OK?"

"Yes... thank you." He didn't say much. He walked to the door then out of my dorm room leaving me alone with my crazy feelings...

Another week went by. Zane would give me looks in class from time to time, but he would not dare talk to me. He wouldn't even call me in class, and I did not raise my hands. I wanted nothing to do with him...  Sebastian and I were on kitchen duties, and I still have his jacket. Which I put on top of my pillow to rest my head on it every night. His jacket had his scent and help me sleep at night...

But whenever I tried to start a friendly conversation with Sebastian, he would act or turn into a jackass. So we went back, to our normal bickering in the kitchen.

Today was Monday. I have been already Three months in school. The first two I dated Zane, and the other one... it was awkward. I was running really late for work today. After class, I went to change really quick to more comfortable clothes. I lay on the bed for a quick second to catch my breath and the next thing I knew I had fallen asleep.

I woke up startled by the sound of a door closing. I sat up fast and looked around disoriented. I sat on the bed and looked at the clock. I gasp. I slid off the bed and ran towards the kitchen... I was so late. I would be done really really late today... I open the door to the kitchen and ran to the sink. Most of my dishes have been washed. And the floor was clean and wet. Which I didn't notice and I slip when I reached the sink. I started to slip and held on the sink for support, kicking the bucket of dirty water and made a big mess on the clean floor.

Sebastian turned towards the sound, stared at the floor annoyed for a quick second, then glared at me.

"Seriously? Not only you're late, but you make me work double?"

I blushed. "I'm sorry," I mumbled. "I trip."

"Clearly." He snaps at me. "You need to start paying more attention to your fucking surroundings." What was his deal? His tone bothered me. I glared right back at him. He started drying the water with grunts and gruff. I just watched him without offering to help. Once he was finished he put the mop on the floor next to the bucket and started to stand up slowly. 

He glared at me making me feel a little guilty for not offering to help. "I did say... I was sorry." Sebastian was weird.

"So what? I'm supposed to accept your apology?"

I turned my body towards him completely and glared at him. I had enough of his attitude. "You are a fucking asshole!!!" He leaned against the sink casually and stared at me with a hint of amusement.

"And you're an expert about them do you?" He was hitting below the belt, and he knew it. I was about to say something when he spoke fast. "WAIT!? Are you an expert in assholes?" I fume and I was sure my face was red. I was not one to back down from an argument so I pretended I did not understand his sarcasm.

"As A matter of fact, I do. I have a special ability." He stood up slowly and got closer to me in a challenging way.

"Oh?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yes." I took a menacing step towards him.

"Oh yeah? What is it?" I started to make a detector sound.

"I can detect an asshole a mile away..... Ping, ping, ping." I trip on my own footing and got close to his face, hands falling on his chest. He smirks, seeing how close our faces were together.

He laughed at my stupidity of tripping with my own footing. "Be careful doll face. You're inches away from an asshole."

I took a few step backward about to snap at him, but suddenly I notice the bucket, and how annoyed he was when I spill the water. A small voice told me against it. After all, he DID my work more than half actually... But if he was going to be an asshole after saving me... Well, I was going to be a bitch. I kicked the bucket with my foot, making it spill some water to the floor. Sebastian stop it fast from spilling. He stared at me with a look that said.

                                    If looks could kill...

He bends out and picked the bucket and held it to the chest glaring at me really annoyed at this point.

"Ups... I'm so sorry." I said with a smiled on my face, and a sarcastic tone. He arched an eyebrow elevated the bucket and dumped the dirty water on top of my head.

I scream. The water not only was dirty, but it was cold. He chuckled and stared at me enjoying his handy work. He put the bucket on the floor and started to walk away.

"Where the hell are you going?!" I yell at him. I followed him into the fridge. He mumbled something back at me but ignored him. He stared at the door behind me, calmly. 

"Did you hear what I said?" He sounded a little worried.

"I hope it was an, I'm sorry for being a jackass." I started to shiver. He burst out laughing and stared at the closed door. What was so damn funny. "What?" I snap at him.

"Well... Like I told you. The inside handle of the fridge is broken. I always put a small item in the door, so I won't get locked in." My heart sank. I turned around fast and ran to the door. I tried to open it, and sure enough... It was locked. I kicked the door hard.

"So-"

"So, where are trapped in a fridge until tomorrow morning." I turned and tried to open the door again.

I turned and stared at Sebastian in pure horror. I could not stay in the fridge all night. I was soaking wet. Sebastian stared at me, with a stupid smirk on his face. This was bad... this was really bad. NOT only was I trapped in a fridge, but I was soaking wet. The shivering in my body reminded me of that fact. Thanks, Jackass... This did not look good for me...